“Outside, a mean wind blows.
Icicles hang from the windowsills.
Inside, Pauline presses her nose to the frosted glass.
“I know!” she says.
“Let’s have a lemonade stand.”
Mom shakes her head.
“Nobody will be on the street,” she says. “Don’t you see it’s freezing?”
“We could still have a lemonade stand,” cries Pauline, skipping with her idea.
“Lemonade and limeade—and also lemon-limeade!”
Dad wrinkles his brow.
“Nobody will want cold drinks,” he says. “Don’t you hear the wind?”
But Pauline is jumping with her idea now.
“Lemonade and limeade—and also lemon-limeade! Doesn’t it sound yum?”
John-John jumps, too.
“Yum YUM!” he cries. “Can I help? Please?”
Pauline and John-John collect quarters.
They empty piggy banks and search pockets.
“Each time you get four quarters, that’s a dollar,” says Pauline.
“Four quarters, that’s money!” says John-John.
Pauline and John-John at the corner store in hats and mittens.
Four lemons cost a dollar.
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